Birds for the summer
Hummers for the runners
Candy on the paint
9 for the thunder
Throw a couple hundreds
Fishing on a fishtail
With big money, Cash Money oilwell
High roller, shot caller, big boss
Original, real nigga from the start
Head huntin, price on a nigga tab
Hit em up, for playing with a f-cking male
Say Im better than Beethoven
To the beat that I rap over
Stay outta that medicine cabinet
Yeah, thats what they told me
Giving us test, cause we stay rollin
And know a nigga act better than a .45 caliber pistol when they loading
They penalize us, tryna slow us down
They constantly f-cking us up
Thats why were buck wild
Call me porch monkey, call me jigaboo
When you know you wanna fuck my woman and eat my barbecue
How the f-ck you wanna watch my house
But dont wanna live on my street
The ape man taught Tarzan how the f-ck you better than me?
Rap, I run that rock, and got a jump shot
Who we got that black wife up in that White House
I took my lick and didnt sell out
I was in the bing, I didnt bail out
Hoping motherfucker run and fail out
Back to the top from the jail house
Lace em up, tie ya shoe
Catch a cut, you know what pressure do
Birds for the summer
Hummers for the runners
Candy on the paint
9 for the thunder
Throw a couple hundreds
Fishing on a fishtail
With big money, cash money oilwell
High roller, shot caller, big boss
Original, real nigga from the start
Head huntin, price on a nigga tab
Hit em up, for playing with a f-cking male
Who out chea f-cking with me, huh? Tell me that
Im bout to drop that shit, where my Pamper at?
Try to answer that, or give me my mantle back
I bury you cockroaches, shoulda left me where I was at
You done made that f-cking bed
You done built this f-cking castle
Buckwheat and his friend Alfalfa
Couldnt do nothing with this little rascal
I wonder licking retarded
Yeah nigga what the hell
Talking baby business, yeah
Yeah bitch, dumb shit
Dont be f-cking with me
Cause you wont get off easy
I feel just like Drew Brees
When they kick off football season
How I cut the ref, you cant stop from bleeding
Rappers betta leave me alone
If they gon keep on breathing
Now keep on starving and Imma gonna keep on eating
And you keep on sucking, and Imma keep on skeeting
Nigga, you gon be the one bussing or be the one fleeing
Nigga better keep on trucking
You dont want no fucking trouble this evening
Birds for the summer
Hummers for the runners
Candy on the paint
9 for the thunder
Throw a couple hundreds
Fishing on a fishtail
With big money, cash money oilwell
High roller, shot caller, big boss
Original, real nigga from the start
Head huntin, price on a nigga tab
Hit em up, for playing with a f-cking male
Uh, aint it crazy how shit be
Thats why I flush it
I got the Tommy gun with the drum
Thats percussion
I just popped a couple pain pills, self destruction
I made something out of nothing, thanks for nothin
I pistol whip you pussies, knock her out Robitussin
Ran up in your house, killed everybody, no discussion
Rep, that muthaf-cking red flag like a Russian
Yeah, look, I told her baby Im a thrasher
We kissed, I lit her ass up than I ashed her
No hard feelings, no car dealing, but I shuffle my queen
Duffle bag too heavy to carry to the car
My Mary in a jar
Im food, I let the haters add a little salt
Thats cool, I do it for all the niggas that try
And all the bitches Ive f-cked, and all my niggas that died
Tunechi
Birds for the summer
Hummers for the runners
Candy on the paint
9 for the thunder
Throw a couple hundreds
Fishing on a fishtail
With big money, cash money oilwell
High roller, shot caller, big boss
Original, real nigga from the start
Head huntin, price on a nigga tab
Hit em up, for playing with a f-cking male
You scared of something?
Huh?
If I was you I would be.. uhuh